Messy but mighty mama

Messy but mighty mama Toddler mama/ working mama/ boy mama/just a mama trying to do the best she can for her kiddos

04/23/2026

So excited for our new adventure!! We’ve done some work to it already and it looks amazing already!

04/17/2026

Finding friends as a parent is HARD.

Before I became a mom, I was already awkward, so making friends wasn’t easy to begin with. But now? It feels almost impossible.

When I had my oldest, a lot of my old friendships faded. Not because I didn’t care but because I was busy keeping a tiny human alive.

Let me explain…

My kids go everywhere with me. So it’s not just getting myself ready (which is already a whole process), it’s getting them ready too. Snacks packed, drinks filled, shoes on, diapers handled, everyone buckled into the car… it’s a full production.

By the time we’re finally ready to leave after an hour of negotiating, chasing, and mild chaos I’m already exhausted. And honestly? The last thing I want to do is go be social.

So most days… I just stay home unless I absolutely have to get out.

And if I do see someone out in public who looks like they could be a potential friend… I will absolutely avoid eye contact and head the other way.

Because making friends as a mom isn’t just “let’s hang out.” It’s “are you okay with chaos? With noise? With plans that might fall apart?”

And the truth is, if I’m going to have friends, they’re probably going to have to come to me and be okay with screaming kids in the background.

And it feels like friends like that just don’t exist anymore.

So if you’re a mom sitting at home feeling like you’re the only one without a village… just know there’s a whole group of us doing the exact same thing—loving our kids, missing connection, and wondering where our people went.

04/11/2026

Hey messy gang 🤍

I’m slowly getting back into blogging, and I just wanted to pop on here and say how much I truly appreciate every single one of you for supporting me on this dream and this journey.

We’re now up to 22 messy gang members 🥹 and I’m so proud. Watching this little community grow day by day means more to me than you know.

Thank you for being here, for showing love, and for growing with me. This is just the beginning 💫

04/10/2026

Gentle parenting… what every first-time mom thinks motherhood is going to look like.

But let’s be honest that’s not how it went.

When I was pregnant with my oldest, I swore I’d never s***k him or even use the word “no.”
Yeah… look where that got me. Now he’s running all over me, and my youngest is starting to follow right behind him.

The past couple months have been a real eye opener.
They bite, hit, yell, headbutt, pull my hair… and I know what you’re thinking “that’s normal, all kids do that.”

And you’re right. It is normal.
But what’s not normal is that they only do it to me. No one else… just me.

So here’s my advice to first-time parents—don’t let your kids run all over you.
It’s okay to discipline them. You are NOT a bad parent for setting boundaries.

Because let me tell you… it’s a lot harder trying to fix it later. I’m in that phase right now.

I have so much anxiety just going into Walmart because I’m scared of a meltdown… or my oldest yelling “help me” at strangers.
Half the time I’m just running in and running right back out.

So yeah… no more “soft mom” over here.
I can’t keep letting them run over me.

Does it break my heart when they cry? Every single time.
But I know in the long run, it’s going to help them and me.

So don’t let the fear of being judged stop you.
You’re doing an amazing job, even on the hard days. 🤍

04/08/2026

Remember when I said kids are like Sour Patch Kids?
Yeah… mine have been SOUR all day.

It’s been nonstop—screaming, crying, getting into things they KNOW they’re not supposed to, and even taking off dirty diapers. ALL. DAY. LONG.
This mama hasn’t had a second to breathe.

And are they going to be like this when their dad gets home?
Absolutely not.
Is he going to think I’m just telling tales on them?
Also absolutely.

From the moment they woke up, it’s been chaos.
My youngest decided to take off his dirty diaper right as their dad was pulling into the driveway—perfect timing, right?
And my oldest? He grabbed the blueberries out of the fridge while I was on the phone and spilled the entire container all over the floor.

But the second their dad walks through the door?
Suddenly, they’re angels.
Running, smiling, yelling “Dada!” and jumping into his arms like they haven’t been tiny tornadoes all day.

Meanwhile… this mama is exhausted.

03/31/2026

Okay but can we talk about how moms will spend HALF the night trying to get these kids to sleep… and then dad walks in and it’s lights out in 2 seconds?! Like excuse me… WHAT?! 😅

I literally went to take a shower, and like clockwork, the boys started crying. But this time? My oldest just crawled into bed, my youngest followed, their dad went in there—and boom. Both asleep.

But the SECOND I walked into the room… eyes popped open. Wide awake. I wasn’t even being loud! It’s like they’ve got a built-in “mom radar” or something.

Make it make sense 😩
Why do they fight sleep with me like it’s their full-time job… but go down like angels for their dad?

What kind of magic is he using?! Because I need answers 😂

03/28/2026

Nap time… what a wonderful, magical time as a stay-at-home parent. The house gets quiet, you finally check things off your list, make the calls, and breathe for a second.

And then… it’s over.

Cue the chaos—the screaming, the toddler battles, toys everywhere, no space, no time, no pause. You’re running on fumes, counting down the minutes until your partner walks through the door, ready to hand off the kids and mentally clock out before you completely lose it.

Some days, you find yourself hiding in the closet just to cry for a minute… just trying to survive life with your own little Tasmanian devil.

And when the day finally ends and they’re tucked into bed, you finally get a moment to yourself—but you’re so exhausted, you don’t even know what to do with it.

This season is messy. It’s overwhelming. It’s loud.

But somehow… it’s still full of love.

03/09/2026

Hey messy gang!!! Ik it’s been a while since my last post but I’ve been going through a lot please be patient with me. I’ll be making a comeback soon.

03/01/2026

Being a mother of two toddler boys is the most stressful and scariest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.

They have no fear at all. They fight, jump off furniture, and throw toys at each other. They are wild.

I’m the oldest of three little sisters, and we were never like this.

The most stressful thing about being a mother of boys is the things girls don’t typically deal with. For example, potty training. Some people potty train their boys by letting them go outside. Unfortunately, it’s been cold outside and on top of that, you never really know if your kids fully understand what you’re trying to teach them.

I keep getting told that boys are so easy. When does it start getting easy?

I’m also told that being a boy mom isn’t for the weak… but I don’t remember saying I was strong enough for this.

I will say, though, they have their good moments. Like when my youngest knew something was wrong with me, crawled into my lap, and wrapped his tiny hands around my face to brush my hair out of it.

They can be the sweetest little humans at times. But honestly? They remind me of those “Sour Patch Kids” candy commercials.

First they’re sour… then they’re sweet

02/28/2026

Good morning messy gang!!!
I hope everyone is having a wonderful day. I’m gonna try to post more today.

02/27/2026

Good morning messy gang! Sorry that I didn’t post anything, I’ve been busy dealing with personal things. I hope everyone has an amazing day!!

02/26/2026

People don’t understand that once you have kids, the way you think, act, and speak changes.

I always thought motherhood was just loving and caring for your child. I never thought I’d lose myself in the process.

Being a mother becomes your identity. The person you once were slowly fades into the background. Your days revolve around making sure your child has everything they need — and sometimes everything they want. You wake up in the middle of the night to comfort them. You pour into them constantly. That becomes your job. Your purpose. Your new normal.

And somewhere in that, you forget about you.

Then one day, they’re off to school. The house is too quiet. You cry not because you aren’t proud, but because the silence forces you to sit with yourself again.

Your whole world shifts. And now, you have to retrain your brain to remember who you are outside of being “Mom.”

And that part?
No one really prepares you for that part.


If you’ve ever felt this, you’re not alone.

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